Imaginary Frankie Novels & Stories

Frankie said, giving Hesper the answer to the question in her mind. Suddenly, Hesper realized that Frankie seemed to possess a certain ability. Each time he seemingly could grasp what someone was thinking. However, he did not strike Hesper as someone intrusive, and he gave an impression different from Nathaniel. "Did you study psychology, Frankie?" Frankie nodded and smiled, "Yes, Madam. But I'm not good at it. My teacher says I always fail to hide my emotions and can't guide others' emotions either."

His face reflected so brightly exposing his handsome features. Eddey gulped in nervously while pinching herself so she could wake up from her daydreams. People who worked with him had this one common rule, NEVER TO HAVE ANY FEELING OF ATTRACTION TO THE BIG BOSS! And that her heart disobeyed so many times. No one could be blamed for her misfortune of falling in love with an ice cube. It was disheartening! “This is all a distraction. Maybe the mastermind wants to distract us from the real person and then lead us astray. From the investigation I carried out, Frank is just a truck driver with only a driver's license. His family is poor and lives in the east wing of New York.”

At the start of graduation season, my boyfriend took more than two hundred photos of Madison Vale. Chase Whitman was president of Westbridge University’s photography club. He knew how to find flattering light and how to coax people out of stiff smiles. Madison stood beneath the maples outside the library in a white dress, her graduation cap tucked under one arm. “Am I taking up too much of your time?” she asked. Chase checked the last few shots and smiled. “You make my job easy.” When it was finally my turn, he barely looked at me. “Stand by the tree.” He clicked the shutter twice and lowered the camera. “Done.” I stared at him. “That’s it?” He turned the screen toward me. In one photo my ey

Rose immediately stood up and walked out still looking confused Sofia fell on the floor and broke into tears ****** SPARKLES MANSION** The boys are busy checking out some of their recent shoots "Wow,look at Jerry In that. You look manly" Frankie said "I'm becoming a man" Jerry grinned proudly "Wow,,,the pictures are amazing. Seven are you even real? You look hot dude" Trent said "I'm jealous" Frankie grinned "Frankie is really handsome" Seven finally spoke up after staring at the pictures "Awwwn,,,thanks" Frankie blushed and the boys scoffed

When he appeared the oxygen decided to start vibrating. “I’m Corrian,” he rumbles. “Frankie?” I have to physically stop myself from biting my lip at his voice, which vibrates through my ribs. “Yep," I make sure the P pops. "You definitely don’t look like someone who runs a daycare.” “You don’t look like someone who'd pass a background check.” “Touché.” I snap back with a wink and finger point. Smooth Frankie, real smooth. He waves me into the room behind him and I step through, only slightly concerned I’m about to be murdered.

***** When I got to my faculty, Tiffany stood near the far end of the hallway with Chloe and Amber beside her, a coffee cup balanced loosely in one hand like none of this mattered to her at all. At this point I might as well get used to Tiffany and her antics, but today it hurt more because I was responsible for it. “Honestly,” Tiffany said loudly enough for everyone nearby to hear, “it’s almost embarrassing how hard Hazel even faked dated him. Two pathetic people.. Arghh” A few people laughed quietly but I kept walking. Tiffany’s eyes followed me immediately. “She followed him everywhere,” she continued smoothly. “And for what? A suspended hockey player everyone thinks is hiding steroid pro

"This again? I've told you so many times. Evie and I are just classmates. Our relationship is not as dirty as you think it is. "She was with me while I was waiting for you all day yesterday. The piglet we're raising caught a cold. Go buy some medicine for it. Do that, and I'll pretend nothing happened yesterday." Frankie said all this so casually. He didn't even notice that my eyes were fixed on the hickey on his neck. I couldn't help but let out a sneer. Once the illusion broke, some men were honestly worse than animals. Even though I saw through him, hearing the man I loved for ten years say things like that still made my heart ache.

The streets in Zachary brought back too many memories that I wanted to forget. Even though I’d been high-school royalty, no one truly knew what it was like at home. We crossed the railroad tracks, the houses became poorer, dogs were chained to trees in the front yards and vehicles sat on cement blocks in the driveways. Frankie stood outside on the steps, his elbows rested against his knees and his head hung low. I jumped out, hearing the voices from inside grow louder once I neared. Frankie looked up, his dark eyes—that he got from his father, who was different from mine, both losers, just different losers—zeroed in on me. A smile tugged at his mouth. When he stood, he jerked his head, pushi

Poor kid, hopefully he’ll prove smart enough to crack a window within the next hour, lest he fry in the late-morning heat like a puppy. Bill really means to have a shot of whiskey or two, the early lunch of champions, but he finds his best friend Frank at the bar, loading up. Frank is a homicide dick (emphasis on the word “dick”) who lives with his mother, snorts mountains of coke swiped from the evidence locker, and recites more Bible verses than a street preacher. He’s such a walking contradiction it’s a wonder that he can stride more than a block without vaporizing into thin air, his warring impulses canceling him out of existence like a negative subtracted from a negative. Maybe someday

Funny how she seemed so excited and cheerful just two days ago. She searched for that glow on her face, but saw none. She suddenly felt empty! Before leaving Creek Island, she had thought she had a connection with Franklin Tedson. But seeing and spending a few moments with him, she realized that he was not all that. In fact, she realized she had a wrong perception of him from the onset. Frankie was a bully and she felt bad recalling the way he spoke about his brother without remorse. He literally cared less of how other people felt.